Monthly Archives: March 2015

Drabble: Common Sense – by Danielle Coombs

by specklit

She looked as though she’d spent her whole life in the sea. Her hair was coarsened by sun and saline, and she was all freckles and the ropy muscles of a swimmer. None of it concerned the prince.

“I know you can’t talk,” he said, and offered her a notepad. “Perhaps you can write.”

She smiled back, her teeth looking oddly nacreous, and picked up a pen. She scribbled the whole story down for him, and when he’d read it all he took her in his arms and gave her a kiss.

“That was easier than I expected,” she said.

Author’s Note: A 100-word version of The Little Mermaid requires plot shortcuts.


Drabble: Retry – by Erin M. Hartshorn

by specklit

Upload your consciousness, live forever! What could go wrong?

When Brain4U went into bankruptcy, Harry wasn’t worried. Sure, if they went out of business, he’d die, the way people had died for millennia, but their finances didn’t concern him. Then Game4Ever bought Brain4U as an investment, and he figured he was safe again. So he uploaded, and his body, as far as he knew, died.

At least it only died once.

Harry felt the familiar tug as some midnight gamer reloaded the battle he’d just lost and Harry got called as cannon fodder. Immortality wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Author’s Note: Late at night, watching my husband reload a fight in his latest video game, I wondered how the extras in the scene felt about playing it over and over again.


Drabble: An Excess of Adventure – by Dionne Obeso

by specklit

The troll is closing fast, and I leap a pile of rubble to slow it down as I swing my Bottomless Bag™ around and begin to rummage. Why do I pick up so much crap? I toss a big rock over my shoulder, then a half-rotten leather belt, a bundle of cloth, and—is that a thigh bone? The troll roars, and I curse the lack of pockets or nifty dividers. Empty potion bottle. Fishing rod. The troll nearly has me. I reach deep, finally coming up… with a rusty fork. If I survive this encounter, I plan to sue.

Author’s Note: Or, you know, stop putting so much crap in my purse. Either or.


Drabble: Like a Diamond – by Erin M. Hartshorn

by specklit

Kelly saw diamonds raining from the sky and tugged her mother’s hand. “Look, Mom, look! Can I make a wish?”

“Not now, darling. I’m trying to listen to the news.”

Kelly didn’t understand why anyone would care about things like exploding false payloads and nanobots and drones when the stars were out in the daytime, sprinkling diamond dust over everything. Maybe if she caught some, she’d get her wish of Mom listening to her? She let go of Mom’s hand and grabbed the doorknob.

Instantly, Mom was holding her. “No, we have to stay inside. Maybe your wish will help.”

Author’s Note: Every night, I sing “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” to my daughter.


Drabble: Sonic Boom (Superhero Origin Stories) – by JB Starre

by specklit

Athletic, gifted male seeks fun-loving deaf female with good sense of humor.

I’m looking to connect with someone who enjoys frequent travel and the occasional thrill of a life-or-death vacation. I live in a newly refurbished, reinforced steel home at the bottom of Half Moon Bay. The views of the sunrise can’t be beat, and you won’t find a more private or romantic hideaway.

Known associates of El Bandido will be terminated on sight. Nothing personal, amigas, but I am NOT falling for poisoned lipstick again.

Author’s Note: Wouldn’t it be lonely if you hurt the ear drums of all your loved ones every time you laughed or yelled or sang “Happy Birthday” to them? Now imagine dating with that kind of buzzkill. I’m just sayin’.


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